The war centered on the gate of Boulder City has become more and more fierce. It seems that the half-insects in Boulder City are as endless as the waves, and they have no tendency to stop until now.
The roars and roars of the half-insect men, the roars of the Achilles warriors and the roaring explosions of explosive bombs, the tearing of flesh and blood, the hissing of slashes cutting through the air and the crackling of burning seas of fire became the main theme of the giant stone city gate.
On a high tower in the center of Boulder City, a statue that looked like an insect but not a human being was hung on the tower. It was nailed to a cross. Under the statue was a bishop of the Suffering Sect. And the knight who was previously responsible for guarding this huge stone city.
"Our compatriots are suffering. It is real suffering, and it is a massacre that is enough to sink their souls. If this continues, our compatriots and the power we have cultivated will be burned. Then when will endless suffering truly come? To this world?!"
"The important thing is, if we are exposed, I will die!!!! I still want my own pursuit! You bastard!"
The knight with two arthropod claws growing under his ribs has transformed It has become an inhuman posture. He has four eyes, and the pupils are opened to the left and right at the same time, like an insect. His teeth have gradually evolved into insect mouthparts. His body is bulging and somewhat hunched. Under his robes, there are only The layers of limbs are like control structures.
Facing the knight's question, the bishop just turned around lightly. His transformation was more complete than the knight's. He had become a living, standing creature with four arms, and his hands had degenerated into clawed insects. If The knight still has a bit of a human face and a human mouth.
So now the bishop of the Sect of the Sufferer stationed here has completely turned into a complete insect. His nose has turned into two vents, and his eyes have begun to split. Countless pupils have converged into two pairs of compound eyes, and his mouth has split into two. The opening and closing of the plier-like jaw is as terrifying as chewing something.
The bishop's four claws were brought together, stirring each other, and his mouth like an insect's mouthparts opened, revealing the sharp black turbine-shaped teeth inside.
"Don't be anxious, my friend, the real victims have not been sent yet. They are our real compatriots. We share the same blood as them. They have supported the sect and they have supported the endless suffering... ...all living beings should be afraid of them, revere them, and yearn for them, but all living beings are too stupid!"
The bishop sighed, as if he was pessimistic about the future of mankind, and seemed to be shaken by the endless suffering, and then began to have a faint feeling Compassion.
The knight's face was irritable, and the pupils that were originally split on the left and right actually condensed slightly, showing the anger of the master. The sharp claws on both sides of the ribs drooped downward, and his two hands rested on the two thin handles hanging on his waist. He asked, holding the hilt of the sword slightly.
"Your rhetoric will always be like this. I joined the Suffering Cult in order to pursue a stronger path and stronger power! Now, the secrets here are about to be exposed. Are you going to wait for that crazy god-like person? Are you willing to give up only if the same wizard comes to destroy everything? Or, in other words, will your suffering be fulfilled?"
At the end of the sentence, there was a trace of sarcastic smile on the face of the angry knight. In his opinion, these people who worship insects The madman is simply incomprehensible. What endless suffering and what sentient beings are burdened with suffering? To put it bluntly, isn't it just a gathering of faith?
They use various doctrines to gather beliefs and confuse the public. They are just a bunch of damn guys!
"Huh?"
The bishop's four compound eyes composed of countless pupils showed an indescribable look. There seemed to be compassion and pity, but there seemed to be nothing. He just looked at the knight with a faint indifference and asked.
"Don't you want to be freed from endless suffering? My compatriots, only the representative of endless suffering, the Lord of suffering, can lead you to immerse yourself in suffering and become a real person who bears suffering. Suffering is our real source of strength. , isn't it?"
These words flowed into the knight's mind like a magic voice. He subconsciously wanted to refute, and even almost drew his sword, but his eyes began to look blank. He seemed not to understand what he just said, or that he did not understand what he was pursuing. What is the reason for the power.
The firm words just now seemed to disappear into thin air.
"No, no, I don't want to believe in any kind of suffering... No, I should bear all the suffering and gather at the feet of the Lord of Suffering... No..."
The knight knelt down directly, with four arms Holding the ground, his four eyes began to move around like crazy.
He is convincing himself, or another force in his mind is convincing himself. He is trying hard to recognize the reality and maintain himself, but under the endless will and the whine of the insect swarm, under the endless call and the Under the endless suffering, his will began to relax, cracks began to appear, and his mind was distorting.
This is how it should be, everyone should follow the footsteps of the Lord of Suffering, shoulder suffering, use suffering as strength, and spread suffering. Only suffering is the only truth in the world.
Looking at the knight who was in confusion, self-denial, and self-justification, the bishop nodded with satisfaction. He recruited another general for the great Sect of the Sufferer.
In his opinion, the knight's own last will and struggle are just a small pebble in front of the endless waves. Sooner or later, he will be involved in the endless waves, indulge in suffering, and eventually become one of the sufferings.
"Now is not the time to be exposed. Kill the warriors sent by these wizards and use other excuses afterwards. Cover it up as long as you can. The power of suffering has penetrated into every aspect of this world. The carnival of victims is about to stand out, but not Now!"
The bishop turned around, opened and closed his ferocious mouthparts, and muttered to himself, and then in the dome above his head, the sleeping victim had opened his four ferocious eyes. , crawling like a bug on the dome and looking into the distance.
They are the true foundation and warriors of the Suffering Cult. Each limb has been strengthened by the Lord of Suffering, and they are the most perfect killing machines.
The tail is as sharp as a scorpion, the sharp and defense-breaking claws, as well as the powerful vitality, the monotonous and direct killing instinct, the sharp teeth and the venom entangled in the tongue, and their speed will be increased when crawling. A huge improvement, they have increased their speed and lethality to the extreme. The only shortcoming may be the slightly thin external armor.
"唳唳唴!!!"
Seemingly orderly but extremely chaotic, roars full of distortion and sin resounded from the dome.
One by one, the victims began to open their eyes, crawling on the high tower, disappearing into the darkness. They were about to transform into the cruelest blades, cutting off all external tentacles and temptations.
(End of chapter)